happy freaking fourth of july
I mean, fifth of July. It was fun.
It's always interesting to see my family...find out who's been sleeping with who's wife, who has a new tattoo and or piercing and where, what is the new "in" drug, and to see who has the longest mullet. I also heard the word "pink taco" used in a sentence. That's all I have to say about that.
On the 3rd of July I went to see fireworks with my cousin and uncle at a nearby park. We of course stopped at a local speedway to buy 32oz cokes for 69 cents. As we were heading down the highway I stuck my drink out the sunroof and shouted "Only in America!!!!! I love you ...go red white and blue!!!!!!!!!" That was fun.
I like looking at Americans since I don't see a group of them together that often anymore. You know, we really do dress down...I mean way down. Why do we even get dressed at all? It's just way too much of an effort. I do see the occassional pj's in public, my personal favorite is the sweats with no undies (guys only) Good times.
Yesterday we had a partay at my aunts house and ate lots of watermelon, dogs, burgers, and wild boar. Pretty standard really.
I love living on the river because we take the good ole' pontoon out for a spin around 10pm when it gets dark and you can see fireworks from all around. It actually kind of feels like a war zone and there is so much smoke I think we ran over a duck. ..or swan, or frog?
I swear I'm deaf. As we were going by this one house they let of a HUGE firework right over our heads...we had to duck for cover. I almost wet myself. Then I was like, " what, WHAT?!" I felt like we were manuvering our way through a war zone. Happy Birthday America. I hope your B day was a good one. I know I sure enjoyed the party. Happy Freaking fourth of July.....Fifth that is.
It's always interesting to see my family...find out who's been sleeping with who's wife, who has a new tattoo and or piercing and where, what is the new "in" drug, and to see who has the longest mullet. I also heard the word "pink taco" used in a sentence. That's all I have to say about that.
On the 3rd of July I went to see fireworks with my cousin and uncle at a nearby park. We of course stopped at a local speedway to buy 32oz cokes for 69 cents. As we were heading down the highway I stuck my drink out the sunroof and shouted "Only in America!!!!! I love you ...go red white and blue!!!!!!!!!" That was fun.
I like looking at Americans since I don't see a group of them together that often anymore. You know, we really do dress down...I mean way down. Why do we even get dressed at all? It's just way too much of an effort. I do see the occassional pj's in public, my personal favorite is the sweats with no undies (guys only) Good times.
Yesterday we had a partay at my aunts house and ate lots of watermelon, dogs, burgers, and wild boar. Pretty standard really.
I love living on the river because we take the good ole' pontoon out for a spin around 10pm when it gets dark and you can see fireworks from all around. It actually kind of feels like a war zone and there is so much smoke I think we ran over a duck. ..or swan, or frog?
I swear I'm deaf. As we were going by this one house they let of a HUGE firework right over our heads...we had to duck for cover. I almost wet myself. Then I was like, " what, WHAT?!" I felt like we were manuvering our way through a war zone. Happy Birthday America. I hope your B day was a good one. I know I sure enjoyed the party. Happy Freaking fourth of July.....Fifth that is.
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